Chapter 17

As Mikayla laughed, tears streamed down her face.

Images from her previous life of being beaten, cursed at, and tortured at the mental hospital flashed before her eyes.

In the flashback, the hefty caretaker had gripped her by the hair, forcefully pulling her away and causing her only bowl of plain soup to spill.

They would even forcefully pinch her mouth when she refused to take her medication, shoving handfuls of pills down her throat.

Mikayla always thought it was the mental hospital deliberately tormenting her to please

Jerome.

Little did she know, the demonic woman from the previous life was Kylie’s relative.

So, all the misery she endured in the mental hospital was orchestrated by Kylie.

Thinking about the abuse she suffered and the torment from stomach cancer, Mikayla wished she could immediately strangle Kylie.

Why did she have to be so cruel?

Jerome, who clearly loved Kylie so much, had even sent Mikayla to the mental hospital for the former’s good.

Why wouldn’t Kylie let her go? Why did she have to harm her?

Jerome looked at Mikayla on the floor.

Although she had suggested keeping the audio call on, he still worried that something might go wrong, so he followed her up.

Unexpectedly, he witnessed Mikayla attacking someone as soon as the elevator doors opened.

She lay slumped amidst a chaotic mess of fruits, her eyes vacant, her body seemingly devoid of strength.

Though her face showed a smile, tears flowed incessantly, as if she had suffered some painful and tragic ordeal, radiating endless hatred and resentment.

Strangely, Jerome’s heart didn’t fill with anger at her madness. Instead, a dull ache

serthed within him:

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to help Mikayla when

grip, Jerome instruct ed the woman who was standing there in a

fetched the

in sitting down and then walked

at her arm.

felt utterly limp, and as he pulled at her arm,

suddenly felt a bit

with this madness again?”

voice. Her eyes began

felt a

are you planning to be with Kylie after the divorce?” Mikayla asked.

voice was hoarse, and her tone betrayed no emotion.

tightened further as

life over this?”

found the first aid

you trying to

woman approached at that moment, carrying the first aid kit.

Mikayla stand up, but

on her own, adjusted her clothes, and walked away without

chase after Mikayla to find

Kylie let out a stifled groan

that Mikayla was the one responsible for

complete stop. “Shall we go

Kylie shook her

can you be fine? Another inch deeper, and

round–faced woman helped Kylie stop the bleeding while asking, “Who was that person just now? Why did she come in and attack you

“She might have misunderstood me.”

this, and you’re still defending her. I think we should call the police and have her

the round–faced woman, “Aunt Agatha, please go

but she could tell it wasn’t appropriate

need someone to look

just happened? Why

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